The Lottery Ticket Novels & Stories

si Winston Lawrence ay ipinanganak ng kaniyang Ina sa tabi ng bundok na mga Basura at dito na lumaki at nagka isip si Winston Lawrence isang araw, habang pumapasok ito sa School, lagi itong binubully ng kaniyang mga kaklase dahil na rin sa Mabaho ang kaniyang mga damit at halos tatlong notebook lang ang dalaga nito araw araw at ang mga pinag tirahan lang ng mga kaklase at kapit bahay lang nito ang mga Notebook na ginagamit niya at minsan napupulot lang nito sa bundok ng basurahan kinuha niya ito ang mga walang sulat, at kaniyang pinag sama sama upang maging isang notebook. sa tindi ng hirap nang kaniyang, nag sikap si Winston Lawrence na mag aral ng mabuti, at lagi nitong sinasabi sa kaniyang magulang at mga kapatid pag ako naging mayaman, aalis tayo sa lugar na ito, at ititira ko kayo sa isang malaking bahay si Winston ay panganay sa Tatlong mag kakapatid, at tanging siya lang ang nag iisang lalake sa magkakapatid. isang araw, nasa 406,549,000 Million Pesos na ang Jockpot Price ng Lotto, at may isang lalake ang nanalo nito, ayon sa Balita ngunit pagkalipas ng isang Linggo, nabalitaan ng Lahat na patay na ang Lalake ayon sa Balita, pinatay ito dahil sa Ticket Lotto na kaniyang napanalunan ngunit ang lalakeng tumama sa Lotto ay nagawa nitong ilagay sa isang Sobre ang ticket at ito ay naka singit sa isang Notebook. dahil wala na ang kanilang Anak, kaya tinapon na lamang ng kaniyang Pamilya ang lahat ng gamit nito sa basura, at ang lahat ng gamit ng lalake ay itinabi sa isang maliit na bodega, isang araw nangangalakal si Winston ng Basura sa at napansin nito ang isang Notebook, ung una ito ay gagamitin niya lamang sa School ngunit dito pala magbabago ang buhay ni Winston Lawrence...

At the annual gala, my father had me marry Asher Ziegler, a rising star in the finance industry whom he had groomed. Back then, I, Maddison Gruber, had no idea that Asher was in love with someone else. Sometime later, my father's company is investigated for product fraud, and his company's stock plummets. He even faces criminal charges. When this happens, Asher immediately brings his first love, Cora Singer, home and tells me outright that he is going to make her his legally wedded wife. My mother-in-law admonishes me. "Your family's bankrupt now, and you're completely barren! Why shouldn't my son remarry?" Asher slides a divorce agreement in front of me, his tone condescending. "Sign this, and I can let you stay here and live alongside Cora." But I say nothing. I merely quietly book a ticket to leave this place. In seven days, I will be following my father down south.

"Are you sure you want this?" The witch slid the vial across the table. "Once I cast the unbinding spell, your Fated Mate connection will dissolve over ten days. On the tenth day, it's permanent. No reversals." I didn't hesitate. "Your name?" She picked up her pen. "Mara Voss." Her hand froze. Everyone in New York's vampire community knew that name. Conrad Levin — the Prince of the New York Dominion, an eight-hundred-year-old monster who had never shown a flicker of attachment to anything — had three years ago announced to the entire supernatural world that he'd found his Fated Mate. A human girl carrying the rarest blood type in existence. Golden blood. Her name was Mara Voss. I held out my wrist. The witch began her work. I opened my phone and booked a one-way ticket to Prague. Departing in exactly ten days. This time, Conrad would never find me.

For her whole life, Lyra Suarez had been a good girl. That one girl who was too sweet, too nice, too helpful, too kind, too easy to manipulate, too easy to use, too easy to destroy. Being too pure and too caring sometimes has its bad side. And she knew that too well. At twenty-three, she was busy working her life away just to protect herself and keep her distance from her biological father, who never even claimed her.   With just one laced drink, her trust in her only aunt disappeared. Everybody seemed to see her as a beautiful ticket to a fortune. She was sold to a filthy old man.   While her poor soul cried for help, calling all the saints never seemed to work. And as her last prayer, in her most desperate state, she called for him... the Devil.   Because a deal with the Devil is always better than living in hell. And sometimes, the Devil is not the one to fear.

Nagpasya si Aldrin John Villafuerde na umuwi ng Pilipinas pagkatapos ng pag-aaral niya sa kolehiyo. Maaga siyang nagbook ng kanyang ticket para maaga rin siyang makarating ng Pinas. Excited na siyang makauwi para bisitahin si Jamaica Montefalcon, ang kababata niya at malapit na kaibigan noong sekundarya. sa di inaasahang pagkakataon ay makakasalubong niya si Athena Salazar, dati nilang kaklase ng sekundarya at matagal ng may gusto sa kanya. Napagplanuhan na ng mga magulang ni Jamaica at Aldrin na ipakasal sila sa lalong madaling panahon kaya naman ay nag-usap sila tungkol sa kasalang magaganap. Pumayag sila sa kagustuhan ng kanilang mga magulang dahil mahal naman nila ang isa't isa pero hindi pa nila ito inaamin sa bawat isa. Matagumpay silang ikinasal ngunit sa hindi inaasahang pangyayari ay unti unting masisira ang tiwala nila sa isa't isa.

At the party, my son, Hughie Peters, deliberately raised his voice and said to my wife, Penelope Peters, "Mommy, you're pregnant with Darren's baby. Are we gonna live with him from now on?" Penelope set the sliced steak down in front of me and said softly, "I made a promise with your daddy. Whoever betrayed the other first would disappear from the other person's world forever. I can't afford for that to happen, so this must stay a secret. After the baby is born, it'll still be your daddy's child." After saying that, Penelope signed to me that she would love me forever. But she didn't notice my reddened eyes. She didn't know I had gotten my hearing back a week ago, nor did she know I had already discovered their affair. And she definitely didn't know I had quietly bought a plane ticket to Lumora for a teaching volunteer program. I was just waiting for the paperwork to be approved in seven days. Then, I would disappear for good.

Blurb “I won’t be yours,” I whispered, heart pounding as the Lycan King’s massive frame caged me against the stone pillar. His golden eyes burned with centuries of hunger. “You already are.” •••••• Ava Moonveil never wanted to attend the Lycan King’s infamous Mating Ball. Fresh from a devastating breakup and done with love, she is dragged there by her stepmother, who sees her as a ticket to overnight riches. But when the King’s eyes lock on her across the crowded ballroom, his wolf roars to claim her as his fated mate. Before she can run, she is publicly claimed… and then coldly sold by her own stepmother in a contract signed for wealth and power. Now trapped in the King’s possessive world, Ava battles the magnetic pull of the bond while his ruthless brother offers her a way out, an escape that hides deadly ambition. As enemies close in and the King nearly dies protecting her, Ava faces the ultimate choice: stay and become Queen, or run with the man who promises freedom but plans her mate’s downfall.

With Valentine’s Day approaching, my husband, Edwin Welles, finally freed up his schedule and agreed to spend the holiday with me. I joked that he must be the busiest man in the world. After all, the acting chairman had no time for the actual chairman. However, as soon as we entered the cinema, his phone rang. With just a single glance at the screen, a trace of panic appeared on his normally composed face. “Honey, a serious problem has come up with the tech project. I have to go back and deal with it.” I watched him walk out through the ticket checkpoint. The surrounding noise of the crowd made my chest feel tight. All of the company’s tech projects utilized my father’s patents. He was the dean of the top research institute and the company’s chairman, yet he had not received any news of a problem. What could Edwin, a research novice, possibly need to go back to handle? I opened the phone tracker app and followed him. I would just have to see for myself what this “serious problem” really was!

At the party, my daughter deliberately raises a question to my husband. "Daddy, since Ms. Lloyd is having your baby, does that mean we'll be living with her in the future?" He places the nicely cut steak onto my plate and answers softly, "Your mommy and I made a deal—whoever betrays first will disappear from the other's life. I can't afford for that to happen, darling, so this must stay a secret. Even when the baby is born, I will never let Mommy find out about them." Then, he signs to me, "I'll always love you." My eyes turn red-rimmed without him noticing. Little does he know, my hearing was restored a week ago. He doesn't realize I've learned about the mistress he's been hiding either. And he definitely doesn't know I've secretly bought a ticket to volunteer-teach in the Seru Plateau. All I have to do is wait for the paperwork to clear in seven days. Then, I'll disappear from his life for good.

The Horror Game invaded the world. Real players entered the game, and their every move would be broadcast live. My adopted son shoved me—an eighty-eight-year-old woman—straight into a deadly dungeon to save his own skin. One of the comments in the live stream predicted: [What? They’re tossing in such an elderly woman? No way she’s gonna survive the first night!] On the first night, a frost-bitten ghost exhaled icy breath in my face. I shrugged off my thick floral coat, feeling sorry for her. “You poor thing! You must be freezing. Listen to me and bundle up quickly!” The second night, a starving ghost lunged at me with blood dripping down his chin. I sniffed the air, then found a jar of pickled cabbage. “Look at how skinny you are! Come on, let me get you something hot to eat.” On the final day, the last surviving players tied me up, desperate to steal the one ticket to escape. However, before they could touch me, every ghost in the dungeon came storming out, cleavers and rolling pins in hand. “Touch her, and you’re dead meat!”